22 July 2008

Money Trouble

I feel a need to apologize to the rest of the world for our confusing money. How is somebody from a foreign country supposed to know how much a dime is worth? Where did we get the arbitrary names of dime, nickel and penny from anyway?

Last week we were on vacation. We started off by going to Boise to be a part of our niece’s baptism. Instead of heading straight back home we took the scenic route through the Columbia River Gorge and Mount St. Helens. As part of vacation we are always on the lookout for pressed penny machines. (Ashley has quite the collection and is always looking to add more to the 600 or so she already has.)

So now on to the reason for my apologetic blog.
At the Johnston Ridge Observatory at Mount St. Helens there is a penny machine. Near the penny machine there was a display of various types of volcanic rock from different volcanoes from around the world. As I was examining the different types of rock I noticed a lady having a problem making a pressed penny. For those who have never had the experience of using one of these wonderful contraptions they are really quite simple. You place 2 quarters and 1 penny in the appropriate coin slots (the quarters pay for the privilege of squishing a penny, and the penny is what you squish), push them in and let her rip. Nothing to difficult unless you have no idea what the various coins are. The lady was from London and feeling a certain affinity to the English People, I offered my assistance. Her main problem was instead of using a penny she had a dime in the slot. Since she had no penny and I happened to have one in my pocket I furthered good will between our countries by giving it to her.
I understand her dilemma; there is nothing on our coinage that indicates its value. Other countries coins have a number clearly printed on them as to there value. But not us, we like to make it as confusing as possible for those dang foreigners.

Another funny money story from our vacation. We stayed in a B&B in Hood River Oregon. As I was bringing stuff in from the car I saw a penny, 1 cent >8-), on the ground or so I thought. Never to overlook making a little extra money I picked it up. Upon initial examination I thought it was a Canadian penny, but it just didn’t look right so I looked closer. It turned out to a Euro 2 cent piece. Huh! Little town in Oregon and I find a Euro coin. It has now been added to my jar of various coins from around the world.

6 comments:

SeeTheSunshine said...

You're a crazy one!

:)

Angel said...

Welcome back to the world of blogging Brent! Roy had an issue with playing Lego Star Wars too. Have you tried out Lego Indiana Jones yet? It looks super fun.

Jenny Moore said...

Welcome back Brent!!
Glad that you decided to further world peace by helping the little English lady squish a penny!!!

John and Laura said...

Oh great. Now I have another reason to think "everything's better in Europe" (don't you think European license plates are so much easier to read if a criminal is speeding away from you and you're trying to jot down his plate number?) I'd never considered how silly our coin system is, though trying to teach JuJu about it should have clued me in. Thanks for the Brent-rant. I enjoyed it. :)

Jess said...

loved the post. I think I let out a gasp when I saw a new post. Seriously!

Way to do a good turn with the little old English lady. Cute story.

Glad you are back. Keep up the good work.

Julie said...

Brent you're so nice! Good story!